He

He is she, which can be Anybody. The number is three as everyone can see. The people all vote for me and I am the only one free. If it means you listen to my plea, then follow us all old and young to sea. There we will drown and all pretenders will flee, For this is the source of my immortality.
Robert Dixon This time I added a syllable for every line. I only could reach twelve and keep it sensible. Let me know what you think. Thanks!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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